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For all of Blonde's claims as a novelized, feminist retelling of Marilyn Monroe's life, I have seldom come across a book with more disturbing, dehumanizing references to the female body and mind. I am aware that these are intended to further emphasize Marilyn's loathed and loved standing in the American psyche as the virgin/whore goddess/garbage dichotomy, but the painful overuse of the adjectives "cow", "cunt", and "mammalian" to describe Marilyn, as well as endlessly repetitive descriptions of "female stench" and the disgust of menstruation smack more of reveling in degradation than they do of exposing exploitation. Even though I reminded myself on every page that this book is a feminist interpretation of Marilyn's part of the Hollywood mythos, I found it hard to stomach.

Perhaps I am missing the point, but so be it.